A golden labrador runs in to Gemstone Glade, glee in its eyes. He stops at the fountain, and slowly sips the quiet waters. Satisfied, he circles the glade as if searching for something.

The he stops. Madly, he begins to dig … and dig.

He has found something. He pulls from the earth … a rose quartz book!

But he has no time to play or even open it. He hears his master calling.

Gemstone Glade is invisible to adult eyes. Slowly Golden boy retreats.

The books lies on the grass, waiting for a new reader, silent secrets within.